Hey guys!

So...now we begin the journey of Trevor Langan and Olivia Benson. This is the official first part of the story.

This first chapter is kind of just getting into the swing of things. It's set in current day, but Olivia is still good friends with Elliot and his family and so they're all familiar with Noah and all that. Please, just bear with me and sit tight. Trevor comes in a bit more in the second chapter; I promise you that.

Enjoy xoxo

Conflict of Interest

Part 01

2 Months Earlier

"Trevor Langan, here for the defense."

The annoying, deep, slightly arrogant voice of the sleazebag lawyer filtered through Olivia's ears as she glanced over her shoulder, spotting the tall frame of the tanned skin man wandering into the room. His green eyes were full of amusement and cockiness, something that made her want to punch a wall as she stood up.

"Should have known you'd slither in here eventually, Trevor." her brown eyes bore into his green ones as he stood over her. He gave a smirk before taking a seat beside the latest asshole they had collared before looking up at her again, "Could I have a few minutes alone with my client?"

Olivia simply muttered a 'whatever' before storming out of the interrogation room. She'd thought Trevor had changed sides when he helped with the adoption process of her son those years ago. Clearly she had been wrong as he still seemed to defend the pricks that her detectives brought into the squad room and he still had that arrogant look when he did. She always wanted to punch something when he came around, and today was no different; she wanted to knock him out.

"Knew he'd pop up soon." Fin grumbled as he leaned against the wall outside the interrogation room; he and Olivia now glancing into the room every now and then while Trevor was still talking to the perp.

"It was only a matter of time," Olivia rolled her eyes again before looking at her longtime colleague and friend, "Fin, can you go back and finish that interrogation once Langan is done talking? I need five."

"I was about to suggest you take five, so I got you baby girl." Fin replied. He saw Olivia as the younger sister he never had and had always been protective over her, and truthfully, he just wanted her to be alright. She'd had a rough few weeks, but he had her back and wouldn't let anyone take her down.

Olivia thanked him before heading back into her office. She grabbed her phone from her desk and headed back out, and after telling Carisi that she was gonna head up to the roof for a bit, she was off. She bolted out of the squad room and took the stairs up to the roof, deciding that it was best she take a minute alone before she snapped completely, something that definitely wasn't a good idea considering she really needed to keep it together for the sake of her squad.

As soon as the door to the roof opened and Olivia felt the cool, March breeze hit her face, she instantly felt like she could breathe again. She stepped out and closed the door behind her before making her way towards the tall edge of the roof, leaning her elbows against the concrete material as she looked out over the city.

She'd had a rough few weeks really. Being one of the only two female commanding officers in the NYPD meant One Police Plaza was on her back a lot, and these last few weeks had been no different. To make matters worse, their ADA was irritating her more than normal, and she'd had to pull in a bit too much time in this squad room over the last week as they were a detective down due to both of Amanda's children being sick which meant she was at home with them. She felt like she was losing her shit and she needed a vacation, and if they weren't a detective down while in the middle of a case, she would take one.

Perhaps her only pieces of stability were her six year old son – whom had thankfully stopped acting out after having had a little streak – and her best friend and his family. Noah kept her going on the days she felt like stopping, and her long time friend Elliot was just an adult she could talk to, someone that knew her well, when things became too much. She was glad that they'd stayed friends despite his retirement eight years earlier; she and Noah would often go over to have dinner with him and his wife and their last child that was still at home, and when all the kids were there, they took Noah along with him as if he was a little cousin or something. She was grateful for the friendship with a lovely family, and it was nice that she and Noah had them to turn to along with her squad.

Her phone buzzed in her hand and she looked at the screen; speaking of her good friend:

'Elliot: 12:22pm – Hey Lieutenant (lol), busy tonight or is it another 'order Chinese and drink wine' night?'

'12:23pm – Hey Grandpa lol...You already know it's Chinese and wine night; as is every night since I can't seem to get home before midnight. Why?'

'Elliot: 12:24pm – You and Noah should over for dinner; we'll set an extra place. All the kids are coming over for dinner anyway and the grandkids too, and Eli and Kathy miss you guys.'

'12:25pm – Just Eli and Kathy? Nice to know you don't miss us Stabler :P'

'Elliot: 12:26pm – I miss Noah too'

'12:27: WOW. The treatment I get from you people is shocking lol'

'Elliot: 12:28pm – Lol you know we miss you too Liv! What do ya say? Come over about 6 or 6:30?'

Olivia thought for a second. Maybe it would be nice to have dinner with the Stabler clan tonight, especially since she and Noah hadn't seen them in a while. She took a deep breath, her fingers dancing across the screen as she replied.

'12:29pm – Hmm...I think I can swing it. We'll be over around 6ish; thanks!'

She slipped her phone into her back pocket then headed back inside. Just as she re-entered the squad room, she spotted Trevor walking out with their suspect in tow. He gave her a look; "Good to see you Lieutenant."

"Sucks to see you, counselor." she retorted. She shot a glare to their suspect before heading back into the squad room to see Carisi and Fin hard at work. They looked up when they saw her and Fin leaned back in his chair;

"Next move?"

She sighed. She didn't have an answer right now.

They chased a few more leads but by the end of the day, things had run cold. Around five-thirty, Olivia told them she was leaving for the evening and advised her detective and Sergeant not to stay too late. She called Elliot on her way home and told him that she was running a little late but that she and Noah would definitely be there soon, to which he replied that he and the others looked forward to seeing her. Once she arrived at home, she sent Lucy on her way and told Noah that they were going to see Elliot and Kathy and everyone for dinner, to which he was excited about as he always loved hanging out with the Stablers.

Around quarter past six, she and Noah were in the car and on their way out to Queens. Noah had changed into jeans and a grey shirt along with his sneakers and hoodie, while she had changed into a blue shirt with jeans and sneakers, and her leather jacket. She put some of her hair up in a clip and left most of it hanging down, and she wore a bit of make up to make herself look a little less sleep deprived. In the passenger seat of the car was a bottle of wine in a brown paper bag, something as a little treat from her, plus she had far too much wine in her apartment so one less bottle was a great thing.

About half an hour later, Olivia had parked along the street outside the Stabler household. She and Noah got out of the car, and she grabbed the bottle of wine and quickly locked the car before grabbing Noah's hand as they walked up the walkway and up to the front door of the house. She rang the bell and waited for a moment, only for her lips to curl into a smile when she saw the eldest of the Stabler children, thirty-four year old Maureen, answer the door. Greetings were shared between them, then Maureen led her to the kitchen, where Kathy was standing at the stove. She looked up when she heard them, and she smiled right away.

"Hey you two." She greeted. Noah dropped Olivia's hand and raced over to Kathy for a hug; "Hey little man; it's good to see you."

"It's good to see you too Aunt Kathy," he smiled up at her; "Where's Eli?"

"He's outside playing; you can go ahead." Kathy told him. Noah smiled and looked back at Olivia, who nodded her head as well. He thanked her and raced out the back door to the yard, leaving Olivia and Kathy to exchange a quick hug and peck on the cheek.

"Thanks for having us; he was about to combust when I told him we were coming over." Olivia explained before holding up the bottle of wine; "This is for dinner; I have way too much in my apartment sometimes."

"You know you guys are always welcome to come here, so it's no bother," Kathy smiled as she took the bottle of wine; "And thanks for this; you're a doll honestly."

"I try." Olivia smirked as they laughed together. Though the women had always had an unspoken competition between them – more so on Kathy's part as she was often jealous of the time Elliot and Olivia spent together – that was all water under the bridge now, especially after Olivia ultimately saved both Kathy and little Eli's life all those years ago on the day Eli was born. Over the last few years, they had formed a friendship between them. It wasn't the friendship like she still had with say Casey or Alex, but it was something and it was still great.

Olivia briefly went to the patio and poked her head outside to speak to the guys; Maureen's husband, Kathleen's fiancé, and Dickie, whom immediately hugged her as he always did. After chatting with them for a bit and looking over at the kids whom were outside playing, she headed back in and made her way through to the vast lounge where she was instantly greeted by the Stabler girls. It always warmed her heart to see them as she had watched them all grow into these exceptional women.

They chatted for a while and caught up on each other's lives; Olivia laughed at the stories the kids told her of what was going on and smiled at some pictures she was shown of the little ones. Elliot came in a short while later and immediately greeted Olivia with a big hug as they hadn't been able to hang out for a little while and so he was glad to see her. Kathy called the kids in after a while, and Olivia's heart warmed at the sight of Noah crashing into Elliot for a hug as he always loved seeing his Uncle Elliot, and of course Elliot always loved to see his little nephew. Her heart also warmed at the sight of his three grandchildren climbing onto him; a permanent reminder of how their lives had changed in such a beautiful way, how he had discovered the beauty of life beyond NYPD.

Despite still being in the NYPD, she was glad to have discovered that there was more to life as well.

They had dinner a short while later, and there was a lot of chatter and laughter around the table as they enjoyed the lovely meal that Kathy had prepared. There was something great about having dinner together like this; Olivia had always loved spending time with the family and of course, they had always loved having her around, even since they were younger. Despite there once being tension between her and Kathy, everything was alright now and Olivia felt a lot more comfortable being around. Her son had been welcomed and got along with everyone as well; it was beautiful.

Later in the night after dinner and dessert, the older kids had gone about their separate ways, Eli and Noah were playing video games and Kathy was relaxing. This left Elliot and Olivia to chat as they sat outside on the patio together. She was glad to still have Elliot to talk to and catch up with, and while she would always miss him as a partner at work, she was glad to still have him as her friend.

"Did you finally close that case you've been working?" He asked as they relaxed on the lounge chairs.

"Nope, ran out of leads and the asshole lawyered up," she rolled her eyes; "Langan came to defend the bastard of course."

"Course he did," Elliot let out a laugh, "You didn't punch him did you?"

"I walked away like the bigger person." She held her hands up, before laughing along with him as they could no longer keep straight faces. This was one special thing about their friendship; their ability to laugh about the smallest things. They shared a similar sense of humor and always had, and that's what drew them together all those years ago.

"So he's still defending the asshats of the world?" Elliot scoffed as he took a swig of his beer; "I thought he played for the good guys when he helped you adopt Noah and then defended you when the whole thing with that Porter chick popped up."

"I thought so too, but perhaps not," she shook her head and ran her hand over her face; "But yeah, he's defending the prick so we gotta get our shit together tomorrow to wipe that smug ass look off his face."

"Just slap it off…" there was a pause, then he spoke again; "You know, I used to think Langan had a thing for you."

Olivia scoffed as she looked over at him; "Don't make me vomit please."

They remained chatting for a while until Noah wandered outside to say that he was tired, to which Olivia figured they best head off so she could put him to bed and go to bed herself considering she had work in the morning. They headed inside and Elliot disposed of his empty beer bottle while she pulled on her jacket and grabbed her car keys. Kathy popped downstairs to say goodbye and give both her and Noah a peck on the cheek, then Elliot sweetly walked them outside to her car. He helped Noah into the car before giving him a fist bump.

"Baseball game with me and Eli this weekend right?" He smiled.

"Right," Noah nodded before giving him a quick hug; "Night night Uncle Elliot!"

"Goodnight buddy." Elliot smiled. He then closed the door before coming around to Olivia's side as she rolled down the window.

"Behave yourself will ya? I know how you can get without me around to keep you in line." He joked. She rolled her eyes as an amused smirk broke out into her lips as she looked at him.

"You keep me in line? That's rich…" she reached out and did their handshake thing they had made up during the early years of their partnership; "We still on for lunch on Friday?"

"Of course; that's our tradition and it's your week to buy," he smirked at the scowl on her face before rubbing her shoulder; "Alright get outta here; text me when you get home."

"I will do." She replied. She slipped into her car and started the engine, then after a final wave, she peeled away from the curb to head back into Manhattan.

Well, this is the first chapter of what will be a Langson fic. I know this first chapter isn't Langson, but just...hang on and sit tight, it's coming. Anyway, leave some feedback and all that, and the next part will be up soon. Until next time xoxo